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Apr 28, 2009
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April is Autumn for us
I hear birds singing.
Find a rising elemental image here for me.
So open up my heart,
inside is dust from distant stars just faintly glowing.
It's Autumn here now.
The fallen leaves lay sadly, colours fade, decaying.
The festive sense is gone,
except for bird song, lovely, playful, rain rejoicing.
Season atrophies,
I wonder as my own year looms will Autumn fade me.
It's getting very cold
The rain is sweet, but melancholy, the earth so dry
Crow calls stab at peace.
Harsh, their accusations to the morning chill and gloom,
yet raindrops sparkle still,
little spells of hope and promise, sympathetic glow.
I crave a creek bed,
to follow rounded stones that glisten brighter with rain.
Birthday gifts indeed, these.
Time alone with nature's sadder season brings respite
Find a rising elemental image here for me.
So open up my heart,
inside is dust from distant stars just faintly glowing.
It's Autumn here now.
The fallen leaves lay sadly, colours fade, decaying.
The festive sense is gone,
except for bird song, lovely, playful, rain rejoicing.
Season atrophies,
I wonder as my own year looms will Autumn fade me.
It's getting very cold
The rain is sweet, but melancholy, the earth so dry
Crow calls stab at peace.
Harsh, their accusations to the morning chill and gloom,
yet raindrops sparkle still,
little spells of hope and promise, sympathetic glow.
I crave a creek bed,
to follow rounded stones that glisten brighter with rain.
Birthday gifts indeed, these.
Time alone with nature's sadder season brings respite
— Cloudthings, Apr 28, 2009
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Critiques
orgami
17 years 1 month ago
creeek bed
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
... where you touch the ink, it bleeds in perfect syllables
Jonathan Moore
17 years 1 month ago
"challenged me."
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Thanks Jonathon crit me any time!
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
A couple of changes (including erasing "now"..oh sinister!)
Jonathan Moore
17 years 1 month ago
Well done
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
I DO apreciate these critiques, I will never cease feeling there
Lonnie
17 years 1 month ago
Simply Beautiful, Anni!
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
I notice we tend to write our seasonal conditions into our poems
professor
17 years 1 month ago
Hi Anni
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Wow, what a deliciously precise critique...
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Prof. I played with the little dells in the poem, feels patched
Nordic cloud
17 years 1 month ago
The little polished stones are you birthday present
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Yes will go bush & find some smooth rocks before Friday xxx
Edevold
17 years 1 month ago
Nice!!
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Hi Edevold, thank you. Have you had a go? I hope so, will go & l
bjp
17 years 1 month ago
Dear Cloudthings,
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Thank you so much for taking the time & being so encouraging
bjp
17 years 1 month ago
Dear Cloudthings,
Jonathan Moore
17 years 1 month ago
Opinions and accusations
bjp
17 years 1 month ago
Dear Jonathan,
Jonathan Moore
17 years 1 month ago
You've missed the point
Jonathan Moore
17 years 1 month ago
Discussion moved
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
I hope this is not uncomfortable for you, it isn't for me
pinksheep
17 years 1 month ago
'Harsh
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Ta, it was a tweeked line,
Barbara Writes
17 years 1 month ago
Great Poem
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
Thanks
Cloudthings
16 years 11 months ago
Hi Janice, I had somehow missed quite a few comments here
iverhyck
17 years ago
Reply
Cloudthings
16 years 11 months ago
it is now winter so it has been a while since you left this comm
paparazii
16 years 11 months ago
Great one Cloudthings, a
Cloudthings
16 years 11 months ago
Thank you Ephy. Loved your poem from this morning, so sweet
pinksheep
16 years 11 months ago
I read